Just A Wanderin'
As I sit here in my chair watching the indigo twilight I'm just a wanderin'. I'm just a wanderin' how I lost myself. I'm just a wanderin how I gave so much to so many people and how much I have been given back. I'm just a wanderin' how this poor boy from the foothills of Eastern Kentucky has such an incredible journey. Where will that long and winding road lead?
It is at times like these when I think back to the lessons I learned from a great group of people. I remember them talking about choices and I was just a wanderin' what exactly all that meant. I ponder the lessons life has taught me thus far and am a wanderin what will come next. I have had lessons in humility and lessons in great strength. I thank God for those lessons and for giving me them to learn from. Mistakes must not become regrets and lessons learned are definitely not mistakes.
As a small boy many things happened that set me on the course I am on now. However, I remember sitting in a rocking chair with Glema Thacker looking out over the land. As we admired the beauty she spoke of hard times and blessed times that have come since. Glema was just a wanderin if I was listening or understood the lessons of life and words of advice she had given me in parables about loving parents long since gone, dirt floors being poor and making it to be somebody but never forgetting where you came from, who you were and that is who you are.
I clinged to the words of so many in my youth and listened with the veracity that most people wish they could achieve. See I'm just remembering about the wanderin that I did then. These people, these “simple backwoods people” these “uneducated, poverty stricken people” these are my people.
I have gotten older but the words and parables and lessons run in my head on a daily basis. Right now I have a very good job with a prestigious title. However, I still know the sting of being laid off and unable to find work and worried about what to do next. So, I'm just a wanderin about all of my friends from high school and college. We hear tails of college professors working at the garden center of Wal-Mart and families becoming homeless. I'm just a wanderin how come they didn't call this the second great depression. One out of five adults are unemployed and without their consent removed from the work force. It isn't they want to live off the system, but what choice do they have?
I'm just a wanderin, how are we as Americans going to bounce back? Companies have outsourced everything from call centers to assembly. What do we do? I'm just a wanderin' is it better for the 20% of America to be out of work and everything else or bring our jobs back from other countries. How long is it before American's will become the illegal aliens to other countries? How long before we start seeking a new life somewhere else in another country again? I have often spoke and written of mass demigration from Eastern Kentucky, but now we are seeing a stable and steady flow of people back to the mountains because it is more stable here and less job competition for available jobs.
It's getting late, and thank God, work comes early. So I'm just a wanderin' how ya'll durrin? Talk to me now, I want to have a conversation with you sweetheart. Come to me, lets talk about it, get it all out in the open. Ya'll are good people with a great heart. Thank you for that. Tonight, if you got nothing else out of this remember take some time whenever possible n just wander. Thank on things and if you get an idea in your head follow it. All roads lead to an end so enjoy the journey along the way.
JR MAY- Just A Wanderin'